A Mother's Love

A Mother's love is something
that no one can explain,
It is made of deep devotion
and of sacrifice and pain,
It is endless and unselfish
and enduring come what may
For nothing can destroy it
or take that love away . . .
It is patient and forgiving
when all others are forsaking,
And it never fails or falters
even though the heart is breaking . . .
It believes beyond believing
when the world around condemns,
And it glows with all the beauty
of the rarest, brightest gems . . .
It is far beyond defining,
it defies all explanation,
And it still remains a secret
like the mysteries of creation . . .
A many splendoured miracle
man cannot understand
And another wondrous evidence
of God's tender guiding hand.

The End

It is time for me to go, mother; I am going.

When in the paling darkness of the lonely dawn
you stretch your arms for your baby in the bed,
I shall say, "Baby is not there!"
- mother, I am going.

I shall become a delicate draught of air
and caress you; and I shall be ripples
in the water when you bathe;
and kiss you and kiss you again.

In the gusty night when the rain patters on the leaves
you will hear my whisper in your bed,
and my laughter will flash with the lightning
through the open window into your room.

If you lie awake, thinking of your baby till late into the night,
I shall sing to you form the stars, "Sleep, mother, sleep."

On the straying moonbeams I shall steal over your bed,
and lie upon your bosom while you sleep.

I shall become a dream, and through the little opening
of your eyelids I shall slip into the depths of your sleep;
and when you wake up and look round startled,
like a twinkling firefly I shall flit out into the darkness.

When, on the great festival of PUJA,
the neighbours' children come and play about the house,
I shall melt into the music of the flute
and throb in your heart all day.

Dear suntie will come with your PUJA presents and will ask,
"Where is our baby, sister? Mother you tell her softly,
"He is in the pupils of my eyes,
he is my body and my soul."

True Love

TRUE love has vanished from every heart;
What has befallen all lovers fair?
When did the bonds of friendship part?--
What has befallen the friends that were?
Ah, why are the feet of Khizr lingering?--
The waters of life are no longer clear,
The purple rose has turned pale with fear,
And what has befallen the wind of Spring?

None now sayeth: "A love was mine,
Loyal and wise, to dispel my care."
None remembers love's right divine;
What has befallen all lovers fair?
In the midst of the field, to the players' feet,
The ball of God's favour and mercy came,
But none has leapt forth to renew the game--
What has befallen the horsemen fleet?

Roses have bloomed, yet no bird rejoiced,
No vibrating throat has rung with the tale;
What can have silenced the hundred-voiced?
What has befallen the nightingale?
Heaven's music is hushed, and the planets roll
In silence; has Zohra broken her lute?
There is none to press out the vine's ripe fruit,
And what has befallen the foaming bowl?

A city where kings are but lovers crowned,
A land from the dust of which friendship springs--
Who has laid waste that enchanted ground?
What has befallen the city of kings?
Years have passed since a ruby was won
From the mine of manhood; they labour in vain,
The fleet-footed wind and the quickening rain,
And what has befallen the light of the sun?

Hafiz, the secret of God's dread task
No man knoweth, in youth or prime
Or in wisest age; of whom would'st thou ask:
What has befallen the wheels of Time?

- Trans G. Bell (1897)

Yours & Yours & Yours

The life that I have

Is all that I have
And the life that I have
Is yours.

The love that I have
Of the life that I have
Is yours and yours and yours.

A sleep I shall have
A rest I shall have
Yet death will be but a pause.

For the peace of my years
In the long green grass
Will be yours and yours and yours.

Draw it now from Eternity's Jar

Come, come, awaken all true drunkards!
Pour the wine that is Life itself!
O cupbearer of the Eternal Wine,
Draw it now from Eternity’s Jar!
This wine doesn’t run down the throat
But it looses torrents of words!
Cupbearer, make my soul fragrant as musk,
This noble soul of mine that knows the Invisible!
Pour out the wine for the morning drinkers!
Pour them this subtle and priceless musk!
Pass it around to everyone in the assembly
In the cups of your blazing drunken eyes!
Pass a philter from your eyes to everyone else’s
In a way the mouth knows nothing of,
For this is the way cupbearers always offer
The holy and mysterious wine to lovers.
Hurry, the eyes of every atom in Creation
Are famished for this flaming-out of splendour!
Procure for yourself this fragrance of musk
And with it split open the breast of heaven!
The waves of the fragrance of this musk
Drive all Josephs out of their minds forever!

One Swaying Being

Love is not condescension, never
that, nor books, nor any marking

on paper, nor what people say of
each other. Love is a tree with

branches reaching into eternity
and roots set deep in eternity,

and no trunk! Have you seen it?

The mind cannot. Your desiring

cannot. The longing you feel for
this loves comes from inside you.

When you become the Friend, your
longing will be as the man in

the ocean who holds to a piece of
wood. Eventually, wood, man, and

oceans become one swaying being,

shams Tabriz, the secret of God.

He

He was blinded once for love to modify his dreams.

One day he saws streams form rainforest.

Water from streams never be the same today this stream, and tomorrow another

Because streams can’t be same everyday and all the water follow to river and follow by sea.

And he realized that what he tried to become of

What he tried to achieve of

All like a water from this stream

In one day all gone by time.

He saws leaf falling down from tree and drop to the stream line

He doesn’t think of where this leaf goes.

He decided to throw himself like a leaf, to his love.

When the man leaded by the love, he was blinded by his love.

He doesn’t think of what he becomes next.

He doesn’t think of his future.

He threw away all his dreams.

He has leaded by love.

He has leaded by art of his heart.

Every part of his cells and his vain full of his love.

Can’t he dinned or refuse?

He let go and let go.

From his door way he almost saw his dreams become true.

But he threw it all.

For rightness of his love.

He has leaded by love.

Raining Day

Raining today… In these raining days, I use to walk alone …

I saw you brings umbrella

I fall in love with your smile… and your eyes

You ask me to love you that very first day that very first time in my life.

But I said I goanna think first. Because I have experiencing love before and which I can’t effort to break my heart for twice…

And you said it goanna be ok… You goanna be ok…

I close my eyes… I’ve follow where you lead me…

It’s so inspirational dream…

You are one of my admire inspiration

You fill in my life with yours, which overflow.

You gave me thousand of promise…In your promise land

I am happy with it… Because you are too beautiful to denied

We indulge our life together.

I thinks its goanna be last forever.

One day … you approach me and said that you goanna leave me…

Just because you need to achieve something it’s impossible if you have me beside.

I said ok. But in my heart, hurts.

When I ask when shell we are together again.

You said you’re not sure. I break down and I cried.

You touch my hair and you said you goanna be ok… you goanna be ok.

I realized that you are treating me like a flower.

You plug me from the garden. After you’ve wore me and when I get dry, you have thrown me.

Like what you said I am goanna be ok

Raining day… A year after…

You came back to me and said sorry and without me you can’t live….

You can’t do anything without me…

I close my eyes with dripping tears…

And I replied …and said... you goanna be ok…You goanna be ok… Without me

I just realized that “I saw something that I admire in someone else

Doesn’t mean someone else makes something I need.”

Raining today…these raining day… I walking alone again…

Austin Jackson

Love

Love is losing

Love is sometimes gift

Sometimes sharing

Sometimes conversation

Sometimes mute

Sometimes weak

Sometimes strong

Sometimes unspoken

Sometimes romantic

Sometimes Indulge

Sometimes rhythm

Sometimes scars

Sometimes pain

Sometimes given

Sometimes taken

Sometimes Lesson

Sometimes felling sick

Sometimes Lonely

Sometimes battle

Sometime dreaming

Sometimes experiments

Sometimes experience

Sometimes illogical

Sometimes testimony

Sometimes hurt

Sometimes energy

Sometimes healing

Sometimes receiving

Sometimes Just emotion

Sometimes sins

Sometimes adore

Sometimes sensitive

Sometimes gentle

Sometimes ruff

Sometimes celebrate

Sometimes poem

Sometimes unusual

Sometime hope

Sometimes depended

Sometimes confess

Sometimes Love is something that I still discover

By Austin Jackson

Chat

Matt: Hi

Austin: Hi

Matt: ASL

Austin: 27, Male, Malaysia, and U

Matt: 34, Male, AU

Austin: Good, Nice to meet you.

Matt: Nice to meet you too. I am gay.

Austin: That’s Honest. Me too I think.

Matt: Why are you in Asia?

Austin: Because I am Asian.

Matt: But your name, sound like from US or Au. . Cam to Cam? Invite me

Austin: OK

Matt: Do you have Boy friend?

Austin: I don’t have boy friend but I have girl friend before but broke up now.

Matt: Do you want to be my boyfriend?

Austin: That’s quick. But no.

Matt: I thought Asian gay like to have white boyfriend? You have seen me, I am good looking right? I can send you flight ticket and you can stay with me. And I will find nice job for you?

Austin: Thanks… but, No Thanks…

Matt: Austin sorry to say. I read from Asian trip adviser most of the Asian are friendly but be careful, they just looking for some one who can take them out from their country. But that was wrong with you.

Austin: No. That was wrong for most of the people. For me white or black, Asian or None Asian. All are human. Any one is not more then any one.

Rose 2

I met some one who is in love with someone, who tries to teach me how to love. But unfortunately I don’t believe in love any more. Try to call as a “Rose”. “Rose” asked my DOB. We shared our experience together. Songs romantic, however... it won’t last for long. Our conversation last for 3 hours and half, and we exchange our contact. But next day seems to be out of coverage. I have check out Rose web and Rose art. It’s inspiring and creative though. Top of that, I felt love, when I try to understand Rose art. I love it. Admire it .I can’t even forget the date and time 2^nd September 2008. 18:30-10:00. But I kept my distance because I saw something I have admire in someone else, It’s not that some one else makes something I need.

Honey & The Moon

Baby, I can't figure it out
Your kisses taste like honey
Sweet lies don't gimme no rise
Oh, what you're trying to do

Livin' on your cheatin'
and the pain grows inside me
It's enough to leave me crying in the rain
Love you forever but you're driving me insane
And I'm hanging on
Oh, oh, oh, oh

I'll win, I'll never give in
Our love has got the power
Too many lovers in one lifetime
Ain't good for you
You treat me like a vision in the night
Someone there to stand behind you
When your world ain't working right
I ain't no vision, I am the girl
who loves you inside and out
Backwards and forwards with my heart hanging out
I love no other way
What are we gonna do if we lose that fire

Wrap myself up and take me home again
Too many heartaches in my lifetime ain't good for me
I figure it's the love that keeps you warm
Let this moment be forever
We won't ever feel the storm
I ain't no vision, I am the girl
Who loves you inside and out
Backwards and forwards with my heart hanging out
I love no other way
What are we gonna do if we lose that fire

Don't try to tell me that it's over
I can't hear a word I can't hear a line
No girl could love you more
And that's what I'm cryin' for
You can't change the way I feel inside

You're the reason for my laughter and my sorrow
Blow out the candle I will burn again tomorrow
No man on earth can stand between my love and I
And no matter how you hurt me, I will love you till I die

I ain't no vision, I am the girl
Who loves you inside and out
Backwards and forwards with my heart hanging out
I love no other way
What are we gonna do if we lose that fire

Loves you inside and out
Backwards and forwards with my heart hanging out
I love no other way
What are we gonna do if we lose that fire

Inside and out
Inside and out
Inside and out
Inside and out

Inside and out
Inside and out

Thousands of hairs
Two eyes only
Its you

Some skin
Billions of genes
Again its you

XX XY
That's why it's you and me

Your blood is red
It's beautiful genetic love

Biological
I don't know why I feel that way with you
Biological
I need your DNA

Your fingerprints
The flesh, her arm, your bones
I'd like to know
Why all these things move me

Let's use ourselves to be as one tonight
Apart of me would like to travel in your veins

Biological
I don't know why I feel that way with you
Biological
I need your DNA

don't know why I'm still afraid
If you weren't real I would make you up now
I wish that I could follow through
I know that your love is true
and deep as the sea

but right now everything you want is wrong
and right now all your dreams are waking up
and right now I wish I could follow you
to the shores of freedom
where no one lives

remember when we first met
and everything was still a bet in love's game
you would call; I'd call you back
and then I'd leave a message on your answering machine

but right now everything is turning blue
and right now the sun is trying to kill the moon
and right now I wish I could follow you
to the shores of freedom
where no one lives

freedom run away tonight
freedom, freedom
run away run away tonight

We're made out of blood and rust
looking for someone to trust without a fight
I think that you came too soon
you're the honey and the moon
that lights up my night

But right now everything you want is wrong
and right now all your dreams are waking up
and right now I wish that I could follow you
to the shores of freedom
where no one lives

freedom run away tonight
freedom freedom
run away run away tonight

we got too much time to kill
like pigeons on my windowsill
we hang around

ever since I've been with you
you hold me up
all the time I'm falling down

but right now everything is turning blue,
and right now the sun is trying to kill the moon,
and right now i wish i could follow you
to the shores of freedom
where no one lives

freedom run away tonight
freedom freedom
run away run away tonight

joseph arthur